Since today was quiet, I think this would be a good time to write what is on my mind. One doesn't know how they would handle themselves in this type of situation. My career choices have always been working with a well-person by being an educator or designing employee wellness programs. The thought of adult body fluids always made my stomach turn up-side-down. But, you know what, when you love someone as much as Bob and I do , the tasks of clipping fingernail and toenails and wiping the boogers from a nose or eyes are not difficult at all.
A few weeks ago, I posed a question, "What lesson is God trying to each of us individually?" One of my lessons is that I'm being shown what true love really is. I think there are many different levels of love. This love that I feel for Bob can't be described in words; it is a gut and flirting heart feeling. I also think it's true love when I look at my t with a half shaved head, tubes coming out of every orifice, and a limp body with googly eyes and still thinking he's so cute.
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